Ravendale House

Coronation Street, the world’s longest running TV soap is my favourite TV programme. Not everyone’s cup of tea I know, Peter hates it, but to be honest he doesn’t know what he’s missing. The programme has moved on considerably since the indomitable Ena Sharples and Elsie Tanner.

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As we were taking a stroll up the lane about a week ago we saw a large notice attached to one of the farm gates giving details of an attempted robbery a few days earlier by a scrap dealer in a white Mercedes van.

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I’m sure we all remember how the world held it’s breath back in October 2010 as we watched the rescue of the Chilean miners.
I found this the other day, and it made me smile.

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Well, there’s no gardening getting done at the moment. The weather, though sunny, is very cold with a wicked wind and Peter is on the settee suffering from a heavy cold. He’s had it ages and can’t seem to shake it. I keep waiting to get it myself. Sods law being what it is I expect I’ll have it for Xmas. I tried going for a walk and a potter about this afternoon, but my heart’s not in it, so my thoughts turned to less physical and much warmer pursuits.

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I’m pleased to report that the visiting moorhen is still here. I didn’t see him at all yesterday, but he made an appearance after lunch today, so that’s OK.

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After my sad news of the other day regarding the 2 dead blackbirds, I woke up this morning to some good news.

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Over the 13+ years we’ve lived here there have been various incidents where birds have flown into the windows of either the conservatory or the house. I assume it’s something to do with how the light reflects from the glass, somehow misleading or disorienting the creature.

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First of all I feel I should come clean and say that I’m a bit of a ‘bah humbug’ person when it comes to Xmas. I think it’s probably the result of having no children and no close family. Don’t get me wrong, I used to love it, but as I’ve got older it has become less and less significant or meaningful.

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It occurred to me after I’d written my last post, that I have no idea what a linnet looks like. So in case you don’t either, I went in search of a picture. To be honest I could get them in the garden, because I bet they look a lot like a sparrow from a distance. Anyway, here it is.

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As you might have gathered there isn’t much gardening getting done at the moment, and so to pass the time I’ve been clearing out a cupboard where I stumbled upon an old book of poems that had belonged to my mum.

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